The Holy City Lyrics
The Holy City - Harry Secombe
Last night
I lay a sleeping
There came a dream so fair
I stood in old Jerusalem
Beside the temple there
I heard the children
Singing and ever as they sang
Me thought
The voice of angels from heaven
In answer rang
Me thought
The voice of angels from heaven
In answer rang
Jerusalem Jerusalem
Lift up your gates and sing
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to the king
And then me
Thought my dream was changed
The streets no longer rang
Hushed were the glad hosannas
The little children sang
The sun grew dark with mystery
The morn was cold and chill
As the shadow of a cross arose
Upon a lonely hill
As the shadow of a cross arose
Upon a lonely hill
Jerusalem Jerusalem
Lift up your gates and sing
Hosanna
In the highest Hosanna to the king
And once again the scene was changed
New earth there seemed to be
I saw the Holy City
Beside the tideless sea
The light of God was on it's streets
The gates were opened wide
And all who would might enter and
No one was denied
No need of moon or stars by night
Nor sun to shine by day
It was a new Jerusalem
That would not pass away
It was a new Jerusalem
That would not pass away
Jerusalem Jerusalem
Lift up your gates and sing
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna in the more
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to the king